I’m not sure what will happen.
The Kid no longer eats orzo. “It’s a texture thing,” my child insists.
I, on the other hand, love the rice-shaped pasta. 692 more words
My paternal grandmother, Geraldine, made awesome pie crust. The grandchildren would dance around for the little cookies she made with dough scraps, jockeying for position to score the first one out of the oven, gladly accepting the trade-off of burned little hands and tongues. 584 more words
According to my grandmother, fruit is God’s candy, making it the perfect ending to a meal. I agree with Grandma — fruit is a lovely, healthy way to end a meal. 494 more words
People often ask me what my most-used kitchen tool is (a high-speed blender). But if you were to ask my mom that same question 30 years ago, I am sure she would have answered her Pyrex baking dish. 523 more words
Cottage cheese is a staple in my home. I love its creamy, mild flavour. It pairs perfectly with some garlic and herbs to make a protein-packed crudite dip, yet it also is at home in a quick dessert of cottage cheese and unsweetened applesauce (a d’Arabian weeknight favourite). 618 more words
Of all the trendy/healthy/unusual ingredients I use regularly in my cooking, the one I get questions about most is nutritional yeast (which tastes way better than it sounds). 493 more words